The next day, the supply and marketing cooperative sent Zhou Cunzong back with a message saying that they could order bread from the Zhou family.
According to the supply and marketing cooperative, bread would be provided to them every Wednesday and Sunday, but there was no regulation on what flavor the bread should be.
Biscuits don't need to be supplied; the supply and marketing cooperative has partnerships with food factories, so individuals don't need to provide them.
After all, there are several food factories in Guangzhou that make very good biscuits, and Chen Suwen and Shen Wenxiu are not very good at competing with those food factories for the biscuit business.
Chen Suwen was not disappointed. She was already busy enough with just the bread making, so there was no need to add the task of making cookies.
“If we need to sell bread on Wednesday and Sunday mornings, providing 100 loaves a day, we have to start preparing the day before.”
"Can you manage?" Zhou Cunzong was a little worried that his wife was too tired, after all, she also had to take care of two children.
"Don't worry about that, I'll have your dad get a dough mixer later," Chen Suwen reassured her adopted son.
We need to supply bread to the supply and marketing cooperative in large quantities, so we can't rely solely on manpower when kneading and mixing the dough.
Shen Wenxiu wasn't as strong as her; if she had to knead that much dough, her arms would be completely useless.
It would be better to just let Zhou Qingyun make a bread machine to knead the dough. That would save time and effort and free up his hands.
“That’s good.” Zhou Cunzong’s eyes lit up when he heard this, and he wholeheartedly agreed with his mother.
"Dad, then I'll have to trouble you. Please make sure to bring back a dough mixer when you do."
Of course, dough-kneading machines are still essential nowadays; otherwise, how could food factories mass-produce things like biscuits and pastries?
It's because machines can replace manual labor that these foods can be produced in large quantities.
What Zhou Qingyun needs to make is a household dough mixer.
Zhou Qingyun would certainly not refuse Chen Suwen's request; it was just a bread maker, after all.
Actually, it doesn't need too many functions; a bucket-shaped container and a stirrer are enough.
This thing wasn't difficult to make, and the circuitry inside was no problem for Zhou Qingyun either. He brought the dough mixer home in less than two days.
With the dough mixer, Shen Wenxiu became much more adept at making bread.
Under Chen Suwen's guidance, she gradually learned to make bread of other flavors.
Also, because it was a cooperation with the supply and marketing cooperative, and Zhou Cunzong also worked at the supply and marketing cooperative, it was much more convenient for him to buy materials such as sugar.
Gradually, Shen Wenxiu's "work" became less and less formal, and Xu Huixue would help her when she was busy.
They split the profits between them, which was a decent source of income.
After taking Shen Wenxiu with her two or three times, Chen Suwen stopped interfering and left the rest to Shen Wenxiu.
Shen Wenxiu is truly talented and can apply what she has learned to other situations. When she is not providing bread to the supply and marketing cooperative, she studies bread flavors on her own.
It started with pumpkin bread, and then moved on to coconut bread, pineapple bread, tomato bread, mushroom and ham bread, and so on.
In short, some of the flavors she researched were indeed quite good, and Chen Suwen was very satisfied.
The children in the family are also very satisfied.
While their aunt was studying the bread, they tasted it and ate with great satisfaction.
Even little Li Cong has eaten it several times, and recently he's been clamoring to go back to the Zhou family home to play with his older brother and sister and eat the bread made by his aunt.
"Brother, bread, it's delicious." Li Cong sat on a small stool, eating a ham bread while talking to his brother.
"Brother, I want to go to school with you."
Li Cong really liked the older brothers and sisters in the Zhou family, especially Zhou Xian, because he couldn't quite join in the things his sisters did.
He can easily integrate into the things his older brother plays.
Zhou Xian didn't exclude Li Cong from playing with him just because he was too young. Although older children don't like playing with younger children, Li Cong was very well-behaved, and Zhou Xian enjoyed playing with him.
After all, he wasn't a younger brother I saw often, so I didn't bother him.
"You're not old enough to go to school yet," Zhou Xian said to his younger brother, munching on a piece of bread bigger than his face.
Li Cong is only two years old; he's not old enough to start school yet.
By the time Li Cong is old enough to attend kindergarten, he will almost be graduating from kindergarten and starting preschool or primary school.
His younger brother's wish to go to school with him may not come true.
"Really?" Li Cong asked, puzzled. Why wasn't he old enough to go to school yet?
"Brother, let me tell you, I have bread to eat, and Big Head and Papaya are really envious..."
Although Li Cong was young, he still knew how to say "envy" in Cantonese, telling his older brother how much his friends envied him.
Bread is considered a high-end pastry by most people, as rare as sponge cake.
As a result, Li Cong has been able to eat it every few days recently, and his neighbors in the residential building are extremely envious of him.
This was made by his aunt, an exceptionally talented aunt; no one else has it, only he does.
"Da Tou also asked me to bring him one, and he said he would trade me a chicken leg for it."
Da Tou's maternal grandmother lives in the countryside, and when she visits Da Tou, she brings a chicken with her.
As the son of the family, Da Tou was entitled to a chicken leg.
But now Big Head isn't craving chicken legs anymore; he's craving bread instead.
"You mean that big-headed guy is only a year older than you? He actually tried to trade you a chicken leg for bread?"
"Mmm..."
The two brothers sat on the porch eating bread, their cute and contented appearance drawing the attention of passing neighbors.
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